Abigail Prosper Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

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Look, there's no perfect script here – life in Prosper (us) is messy, erratic, and real as heck. I love every bit of it even with typos in my brain and sentences half-finished. It’s like every turn, every quirky street corner, every laugh and awkward moment is a scene straight out of a Nolan flick. Life’s a labyrinth and yeah, I’m part of that wild ride every day.

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